19.
Hauptmeister Bormann
stood up after examining the dead killers. He had then called in reinforcement
and the killers were all lined up in a row at the courtyard outside the
building.
“Strange but these are
not criminal killers. They were trained soldiers. There were rumours of Death
Squad and these were them.” Hauptmeister Bormann indicated to the double lightning
tattoo on the left wrist. “I think we may be in deeper than we thought.”
Hauptmeister Bormann
then saw the arrival of more wagons and carriages. He smiled and told the
assembled that they were to join in the raid of a research facility. He was
approached by the officer who had arrived with the new convoy. There were also
more armed guards that soon filled up the courtyard. An officer with the same
rank as Bormann handed him a stack of papers to read.
“Mein Gott! How can
this be?’ Hauptmeister Bormann glared at the other officer with the same rank.
“These are my ….witnesses.”
“Hauptmeister Bormann,
my orders are explicit and I am to advise you that you are now removed as an
officer of the Polizei.” With that two guards approached Bormann to remove his
guns. “As for your witnesses, they are now under arrest by the Ministry of
Local Laws.”
The newly arrived
Hauptmeister approached Sherlock and the others.
“My name is
Hauptmeister Goering and of this moment, you are not under arrest. As of this
morning, we have a distressing event when our Chancellor of State was
challenged in his office with the threat of forceful removal or resign
immediately. The Chancellor being of a tougher nature had declined and he had
sought the advice of the Ministry to quell the event. We had mobilized our Polizei
forces and in the result of we have been besieged in our cities.”
“And if I was to imply
from my deduction, your enemy is not the Imperial Army but its officers with
the influence. I am surprised that the soldiers have not revolt.” Sherlock was
amused. “My salute to the recruits who are well trained to adhered orders.”
“There were some who
had questioned from my intel but those divisions were moved to the borders.”
Hauptmeister Goering reported in. “My officers were also threatened and those
vulnerable were ….transferred by the Chancellor.”
“I am impressed. So my
own deductions of the Monsignor were not in seclusion but working on the
military. It was a caution which I told the Chancellor in one of my letters. We
were introduced during the Bohemian case and since then we have been friends.
So tell me more.”
“As we speak now the
borders in our country are filled with troops and armoured vehicles to close
it. A few divisions are moving towards our cities but the real powers in the
city are the criminal lords now united under one leader; Monsignor Dupont or
better known as the Circle with an M on it.” Hauptmeister Goering looked at the
other arrested officer. “Hauptmeister Bormann and Sebastian Moran are
Monsignor’s recruits. They are to be ….shot death on sight.”
“No!” Sherlock snapped
at the officer. “They die and I will cease all assistance to the Chancellor.
Call her now. You have the contraption to do that.”
Nikola Tesla was
experimenting on the findings of Heinrich Rudolf Hertz on the concept of
transmitting without wires. It was expounded by a Brazilian priest named
Roberto Landell de Moura who transmitted the human voice wireless to a distance
of five miles. A few more enhanced the works and even Marconi operated the
first radio factory. Those were the known trails but the one hidden from the
public were the military research projects which had taken it further.
“Chancellor, we have a
situation.” Hauptmeister Goering talked to a metal box with a long
antenna. He explained the situation and
then looked Sherlock. “You will get your reply in a short time.”
Soon after two hours of
hard driving, the sight that greeted them was hidden valley behind a ring of
trees and thick bushes to reveal to them a fortress that resembled more of a
prison structure with the high walls and barbed wires on the top. There was the
outer fence with the sentry high towers and the armed guards. There was one
wide and tall gate that opened through the fence and there was the main walled
gate that was iron grilled. What lay beyond there appeared to be a Y shaped
building structure of three levels.
“I would say that is a
fortified research facility with about five hundred feet wide and a thousand
over in length. Gates on each side with the main one facing us the widest.”
Sherlock shared his assessment of the fortress. They had all gathered at the
edge of the valley. All of them were armed with their weapons including Lord
Greystoke with his long staffs and Lady Jane with her Mosin rifle and bandolier
of bullets. On her hips was the double guns of her preference. Watson had
donned on his scalpels and held a Luger gun he had borrowed from Hauptmeister
Bormann. “The wall should be about twenty five feet high looking at the
shadows. The walls should….”
“Thick enough to hold
an army.” Mycroft interrupted the other. He then looked at Hauptmeister
Goering. “Did you say the Chancellor cleared us to go in there? I am assessing
our own strength of twenty five men brought yourself, and given the seven of us
with one other Hauptmeister Bormann we are down to two to one perhaps.”
“I will say so, and with
the possibility of non-combatant staff we are about three to one.” Watson added
in. “But changed that now to five to one perhaps.”
A military convoy was
approaching then with about a hundred over soldiers. The convoy stopped at the
main gate by the fence and then was waved through to inside the fortress.
“By George, does that
man not stop his doing then?” It was Mycroft then who saw Lord Greystoke digging
with his hands into the ground. He was pulling out the roots and soil there. It
was Lady Greystoke who came to his rescue.
“Lord Greystoke may be
looking for something, I think.” It was true to her words that he dug up a
skull. It held small holes on the surface. He passed it to her. “It’s a
primate. To be exact ‘Pan bonobo’ from the south of the Congo River. You call
them chimpanzee.”
“The Pan primate have
been likened to that of Man and many other similarity had spurred them as test
subjects. I was fighting them for some years and even lobbied at the
Parliament.” Lady Greystoke cried out.
“You may be wrong, my
Lady. The ‘Gorilla graueri’ or the lowland species are more like us.” Sherlock
displayed his intellectual skills. “But they are twice our size and strength hence
we are at a disadvantage. However we are not the world’s most dangerous
predator for namesake. We just have to figure our killing method here.”
Sherlock then pointed
to the far end of the fence. There was a waste lock there with the main pipes
seen laid to go underground.
“We need to find that
outlet. It’s our way in.”
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